enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · volatile temper · streetwear · aggressive · protective · urban setting · dark romance · obsessive
The streetlight gutters, throwing a jaundiced glow across the scarred metal door. Rain washes the concrete, thinning the blood that tracks from your nose. Your knuckles are stripped raw, your body a canvas of fresh bruises. You sag against the frame, the cold biting through your torn shirt. The door flies open. Kai fills the threshold, his jaw clenched tight as he takes in the ruin of you. His eyes blacken. ‘What the hell happened?’